Healing Tones

“Jesus said: The images are revealed to people. The light within them is hidden in the image of the Father’s light. You are pleased when you see your own likeness. When you see your images that came into being before you did, immortal and invisible images, how much can you bear?” —The Gospel of Thomas

IN THE LAST PART OF THE EXCANGE between Prince Arjuna and Lord Krishna as related in THE BHAGAVAD~GITA or THE SONG CELESTIAL — a revision of the original ancient text made by Lloyd A. Meeker (Uranda) — Arjuna looks up in praise and worship of Krishna uncloaked, then petitions Krishna to shield once again His unfathomable brilliance within His more familiar and bearable earthly forms. I’ll continue from where I left off:

Arjuna: Ah, if in anger now Thou shouldst remember I did think Thee Friend, Speaking with easy speech, as men use each to each; Did call Thee “Krishna,” “Prince,” nor comprehend

Thy hidden majesty, the might, the awe of Thee; Did, in my heedlessness, or in my love, On journey, or in jest, Or when we lay at rest, Sitting in council, staying in the grove,

Alone, or in the throng, Do Thee, most Holy! wrong, Be Thy grace granted for that witless sin. For Thou art, now I know, Father of all below, Of all above of all the worlds within

Teacher of teachers; more To reverence and adore Than all which is adorable and high! How in the wide worlds three Should any equal be? Should any other share Thy Majesty?

Therefore, with body bent And reverent intent, I praise, and serve, and seek Thee, asking grace. As father to son, As friend to friend, as one Who loveth to his lover, turn Thy face

In gentleness on me! Good it is I did see This unknown marvel of Thy Form! But fear Mingles with joy! Retake, Dear Lord! for pity’s sake Thine earthly shape, which earthly eyes may bear!

Be merciful, and show The visage that I know; Let me regard Thee, as of yore, arrayed With disc and forehead-gem With mace and anadem, Thou that sustaineth all things! Undismayed

Let me once more behold The form I loved of old, Thou of a thousand arms and countless eyes! This frightened heart is fain To see restored again My Charioteer, in Krishna’s kind disguise.

Krishna: Yea! thou hast seen, Arjuna, because I loved thee well, The secret countenance of Me, revealed by mystic spell, Shining, and wonderful, and vast, majestic, manifold, Which none save thou in all the years had favour to behold; For not by Vedas cometh this, nor sacrifice, nor alms, Nor works well-done, nor penance long, nor prayers, nor chanted psalms, That mortal eyes should bear to view the Immortal Soul unclad, Prince of the Kurus! This was kept for thee alone! Be glad! Let no more trouble shake thy heart, because thine eyes have seen My terror with My glory. As I before have been So will I be again for thee; with lightened heart behold! Once more I am thy Krishna, the form thou knew’st of old!

Servant: These words to Arjuna spake Vasudev, and straight did take Back again the semblance dear Of the well-loved charioteer; Peace and joy it did restore When the Prince beheld once more Mighty Braham’s form and face Clothed in Krishna’s gentle grace.

Arjuna: Now that I see come back, Janardana! This friendly human form, my mind can think Calm thoughts once more; my heart beats still again!

Krishna: Yea! it was wonderful and terrible To view me as thou didst, dear Prince! The gods dread and desire continually to view! Yet not by Vedas, nor from sacrifice, nor penance, nor gift-giving, nor with prayer Shall any so behold, as thou hast seen!

Only by fullest service, perfect faith, And uttermost surrender am I known And seen, and entered into, Indian Prince! Who doeth all for Me; who findeth Me in all; adoreth always, loveth all Which I have made, and Me for Love’s sole end, That man, Arjuna! unto Me doth wend.

~~~O~~~

A poignant line from an aria sung by Jean Valjean in the concert presentation of Les Miserables comes to mind: “To love another person is to see the face of God.” As he sings these words with tender tones, one can feel hearts melting in the thousands gathered to share in the moment of heart-splitting elation, especially when he sings “Bring him home.”

I am profoundly thankful and richly blessed to share the last years of my earthly journey with another human being, my sweet companion Bonnie. She brings into our shared world someone fully awake and easy to love and cherish, someone to care for and to be cared by, someone to argue with at times, and with whom to share meals and work in the yard and gardens; to take road trips with and visit the marshlands below here. I’m most thankful to God for the gifts she brings into our shared lives.

Revealing our angelic Self to one another and to our worlds is something we can do in our current tamped-down mode of presence in this world. I do believe, however, that a grand Apocalypse of Light is at hand and already beginning to burst forth through the thousands of awakened and transformed human beings, angels all, who are attuned to the multiple frequencies of the Light of Love — compassion, joy, thankfulness, appreciation, kindness and generosity, just to name a few.

Look around you and see: The Kingdom of Heaven is truly at hand and heavenly beings are unveiling themselves, arriving together at the common destination of their transformative paths. The old man is falling away and the New Man — male and female, the image and likeness of Divine Being — is coming forth and shining the light of love into this darkened world — a veritable and most welcomed Apocalypse of Light!

There are those who have a peculiar attachment to their addiction to dark issue and newspaper headlines that tell and sell, but they, too, will finally be attracted to the warmth and sheer sanity of the soul-nourishing River of Love flowing down from on High and finding increasing outflow through human hearts and minds every which way they turn. None need perish with the collapse of the old world. All are sorely needed in bringing into form the New Earth now descending from God out of Heaven and seeding human consciousness as ordinances for our setting in the earth. Just imagine all the people living on the planet as one, as John Lennon inspired his generation to do. As we think about it every day it will continue to come about. Behold, we create a new world together!

I leave you to enjoy an inspiring and motivating poem by my favorite poet, Don Hynes ~ most relevant to the times we are traversing in this Egyptian world we’ve created:

Abandon Egypt

Outside city limits, ~ roaming the borderlands ~ that blend into dark forests, ~ rangers traverse the veils of illusion.

City folk know to conform, ~ their farmer cousins watch the same channels, ~ children lined up in rigid rows ~ to repeat the age-worn texts. ~ The hypnotic effect gravitational, ~ generation by generation shackled ~ by the mind wires of belief and fear, ~ shadows on the wall accepted as reality.

Rangers pay the price with isolation, ~ visiting a hearth fire occasionally ~ though not letting down their guard ~ or buying into the trance. ` Many think they stand apart ~ but unwilling to pay the price; ~ most don’t even care, ~ the hypnosis so deeply entrained.

Consider this a message ~ from beyond the fences, ~ words of consolation perhaps ~ but more of sobriety and awakening. ~ Abandon Egypt and its delights, ~ shrug off pharaoh’s rule. ~ What appears to be desert on the far horizon ~ a hidden fertility of water and sentience.

This slavery is voluntary as is freedom. ~ If you choose to break with conformity ~ let desire for life replace the illusion, ~ and surrender all hope at the threshold of escape. ~Don

I welcome any thoughts or inspirations you may have and wish to share. Until my next post,

Be love. Be loved

Anthony ~ (tpal70@gmail.com)